This past weekend, the girls made a trip down to Las Vegas to see The Phantom of the Opera. My mom has been dying to get to the Thunder Down Under show but unfortunately we couldn't get our hands on any tickets. Regardless, the Phantom turned out to be a great show besides the whole chandelier-not-falling thing.We also did some shopping. Sara, Marisa and I went for clothes and shoes while my mom and Sara's mother-in-law found some great deals on china (boring!) haha...
Las Vegas never fails to entertain/amaze/disgust me. I don't mean to sound like a snob but the whole - I know! Let's create an indoor Venice, paint the ceiling so people feel like they're outside, and make people as confused as hell so they can never leave - seems like a lame idea to me... Don't get me wrong, the outcome is quite a spectacle; and it must work because people walk around like they really are in Venice or whatever other themed monstrocity they happen to be in... They put on their best and most revealing outfits and come out in hords, infiltrating every inch of the strip with their tan lines and high heels. I love it! I love it because people-watching is one of my favorite hobbies and the people-watching doesn't get much better than this!
Marisa thinks her eyes look puffy in this picture but I put it on here anyways because she never reads my blog...
